5206: C5206 The Spirit of the Stone Bowl

C5206 The Spirit of the Stone Bowl

The Nine Darkness Yin Flame landed on the black figure and stuck onto it.

In the middle of the dark green flame was a wisp of white flame that kept on eroding the black figure and burning toward the center of the black figure.

The black shadow cried out, "The origin power of the Fire Laws!"

"Rank one Divine Fire!"

"Just who are you? Why do you have these two things!?"

"Hurry up and take the flame away, hurry up and take it away!"

The black figure's voice was hoarse and eerie, like the voice of an old woman.

Yang Bo stared at the black shadow. This black shadow appeared in front of everyone, and everyone could already see her appearance. Her appearance was not that of an old woman, but her voice was really unpleasant to hear.

As the flames burned, the black figure gradually revealed her original appearance. She was actually a beautiful female cultivator whose cultivation had reached the late stage of the Eternal Realm.

However, because of the burning flames, she did not dare to act rashly, nor did she dare to possess his body again. She could only stare fiercely in Yang Bo's direction.

Yang Bo glanced at her and did not hold back. In his hands, there was still the Origin Power of Metal and Lightning.

Number Two had been devoured by the Yin Spirit, and his soul was damaged. His mind was not clear, and his mind was weak.

However, after Number Four gave him the pill that could nourish his soul, he had recovered a bit after refining it.

Number Two looked toward the direction of the Yin spirit with a solemn expression.

While they were talking about the dark soul, Number Two had already been possessed. She didn't even know where he came from.

The sudden possession of the dark soul controlled her soul and made her unable to warn anyone.

Fortunately, Yang Bo noticed the abnormality in time and used the Time Law to help her escape, successfully driving the Yin spirit out.

Number Two stared at the Yin spirit and said, "Fellow Taoist Yang, this Yin spirit's origin is not ordinary!"

"Her predecessor should have been a Great Luo Golden Immortal, but she fell here later!"

"Her soul seems to contain a trace of divinity. Ordinary methods would not be able to destroy her!"

Yang Bo frowned as he stared in the direction of the Yin Spirit.

The dark green flames were burning, and the power of the Fire Law was also burning. This was almost the most powerful flame in the world, but it only caused the Yin Spirit pain and did not completely burn it down.

In this short amount of time, the Yin spirit's soul had only become slightly weaker, and its cultivation had dropped to the middle stage of the Eternal Realm.

While the Yin spirit was eating away at Number Two, a part of its memories were shared by Number Two, so he knew the opponent's identity.

When the Yin Spirit heard what Number Two said, it immediately said, "Fellow Taoist Yang, take the flame away. I can help you!"

"This is the immortal tomb. There are too many dangers here, and they are all unknown!"

Senior Sheep stared at the Yin spirit, carefully sized it up, and said: "Fellow Taoist Yang, you can put her away and refine her into an artifact spirit!"

"An ancient djinn like this ought to be very useful!"

"It would be too much of a pity if it were to be burned like this!"

The Yin spirit was shocked and panicked, "I don't want to become an artifact spirit, don't let me become an artifact spirit!"

"Fellow Taoist Yang, you can take me out and refine me a body. I can work for you!"

"I can swear a heart oath to serve you for ten thousand years. No, to serve you for a hundred thousand years!"

The Heaven Amplification Dao Ancestor said, "It would be best if you can refine an artifact spirit!"

"Only by refining an artifact spirit can you be truly loyal!"

Yang Bo frowned. The Cyan Cloud Peak, Qin Ding, and stone bowl in his hands did not have artifact spirits. If he could refine the other party into an artifact spirit, it would be able to greatly increase the strength of his dao artifact.

But the alms bowl was a Buddhist artifact, and the element was not suitable for refining the other into it.

Yang Bo stared at the other party and said, "You have two choices. One is to be burnt to ashes by the Origin Power of the Fire Laws, leaving behind only a wisp of divinity."

"Next, if you want to recover your strength, I'm afraid you will have to cultivate for millions of years!"

"The second choice is to become an artifact spirit!"

The Yin spirit was a Golden Immortal, and there was a wisp of divinity in its soul. Even if it used the power of the Fire Laws, it would not be able to completely burn it. In the end, there would still be a wisp of divinity left!

However, Yang Bo could bring this wisp of divinity into the Underworld and allow it to reincarnate. In this way, this wisp of divinity would also disappear in the cycle of reincarnation.

The Yin spirit stared at Yang Bo, "Has this era ended?"

"How much time is left before the war between the new and old eras?"

Yang Bo pointed at the Divine Ancestor, "He comes from the old era, I come from the new era!"

The Yin spirit was shocked, "So, this war will come soon?"

"I can tell you the information about the battle in the immortal tomb. Can you let me go?"

Yang Bo said, "You have no choice!"

"I control the Underworld, and I can let you reincarnate. This trace of divinity probably won't be able to escape the power of reincarnation!"

The Yin spirit glared at him, "Is it not enough for me to become your disciple?"

Yang Bo's voice was ruthless, "You have no choice. You can either die or become an artifact spirit!"

The Yin spirit did not dare to say anything else, "I want to become an artifact spirit, please let me go!"

Yang Bo took out the stone bowl, "Go in, let me refine it!"

"You have to swear in your heart that you will not betray me!"

The Yin Spirit did not dare to disobey. She directly entered the stone bowl and swore in her heart.

The Yin spirit had flames on its body. The Nine Serenities Yin Flame and the Origin Power of the Fire Law refined the stone bowl at the same time, refining the Yin spirit and the stone bowl into one. Only then did Yang Bo retract his flames.

The stone bowl was a Buddhist weapon. It was not suitable for the Yin Spirit to enter the Buddhist weapon, but the Buddhist weapon could suppress the Yin Spirit.

Yang Bo did not plan to let this Yin spirit be too comfortable, because it had almost taken over Number Two's body. This was a punishment!

A moment later, the Yin spirit appeared again. She wore an azure Daoist robe, and her spirit was dispirited. Her face was elegant, and when she looked at Yang Bo, her eyes were filled with hatred.

Yang Bo's anger had caused her cultivation to degenerate. She would need at least tens of thousands of years to recover.

Most importantly, Yang Bo had refined her into an artifact spirit of a Buddhist artifact. This had a huge impact on her, and if she wanted to cultivate now, she would have to spend more energy.

Yang Bo stared at her, "Who are you? Tell me your background!"2

Because of the appearance of the Yin Spirit, Yang Bo and the others were no longer in a hurry to move forward. They wanted to give Number Two some time to recover and understand the situation in the Immortal Tomb.

The Yin Spirit stared at Yang Bo, "I am Su Zijin, and I died in a great era battle five million years ago."

"When I was alive, I was at the Great Luo Golden Immortal Realm. When I died, my soul was damaged. After so many years, I finally recovered most of it. I thought I could successfully possess her..."

Yang Bo stared at him, "Do you call this the Battle of the Era?"

"Why must you participate in the Battle of Ji Yuan?"

Su Zijin looked at Yang Bo, "Your cultivation is too low, you don't understand!"

Yang Bo frowned, "You understand?"

Su Zijin turned her head, very proud, and disdained to communicate with Yang Bo.

Yang Bo looked at Number 4, "Your sword can't hurt your soul. This has a huge flaw."

"Try again, can you hurt the artifact spirit?"

Yang Bo held the stone bowl in his hand, not letting it move, but letting Number Four cut Su Zijin.

Su Zijin's expression was ugly, "Yang Bo, what do you want?"

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